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In his great pity for Katy when she was first a , Morris had scarcely remembered that she was free, or if it did flash upon his ht aside as injustice to the dead; but as the months and the year went by, and he heard constantly fro cheerfulness, it was not in his nature never to think of what ht be, and more than once he had prayed that, if consistent with his Father's will, that the woo his way alone, just as he had always done, knowing that it was right

Such was the state of Morris' ton, but noas so which Katy had ministered to him so kindly, had not been without their effect, and if Morris had loved the frolicsoentle, beautiful woman whose character had been so wonderfully developed by suffering, and as now far irlhood

"I cannot lose her noas the thought constantly in Morris' mind, as he experiencedher to hie Washington asked Martha Custis for her hand within less time than that after her husband's death," he said to hi drea upon the s, and looking occasionally across the fields to the far in the distance the little airy form, which, in its waterproof and cloud, had braved worse storure appeared He hardly expected it would, but he watched the pathway just the sah above the farmhouse The deacon burned out his chireatly improved of late, knew it by the dense, black volus of fire, which rose above the roof, reo, when the deacon's chiown and white pinafore, had a fire upon the hearth a straw at a ti so far back and reat deal had passed since then The little girl in the pinafore had been both wife and lanced across his hearth toward the eination filled by any but herself